Wooing My Ex-Wife

“You have no idea how strict Mr. Treyton is about that, Gwendolyn! Not only am I forced to do lots of exercises every night, but he also punishes me for every mistake that I make! I’ve never experienced anything like this while growing up at the orphanage!” Jennifer exclaimed with a pout.

Gwendolyn patted her on the head. “Isn’t this a good thing, though? You should be glad that you found yourself a boyfriend who cares a lot about you. Now, you’ll be able to experience the fatherly love that you never had!”

Jennifer simply pouted without saying a word.

“I can tell that Treyton is putting a lot of effort into this. You two used to love each other very much, and he actually blames himself for your memory loss. I hope you’ll try to accept him again if possible. Even if you can’t, at least tell him about it as soon as possible,” Gwendolyn continued.

Jennifer twiddled her fingers as she mumbled, “Well, it’s not so bad that I have to break up with him… I’m just not used to such strictness after living freely for so long. I’m trying to get used to it little by little.”

“Take your time, Jennifer. There’s no need to rush it,” Gwendolyn said.

Jennifer nodded. “You told me that I have been dating him for four years. Could you tell me more about our relationship? I’m rather curious about it. Who knows? I might just be able to recall something.”

Of course, Gwendolyn had no reason to say no to that

She then told Jennifer everything about her relationship with Treyton, including how they grew close and the obstacles they encountered. She even told Jennifer all the funny things they experienced throughout the relationship.

While Jennifer did pay full attention to what Gwendolyn was saying, she couldn’t seem to recall any of those memories.

Gwendolyn brought her over to the players‘ training area

game that whatever unpleasant emotions they

like that, two hours had gone by before they even realized it. Recently, Gwendolyn would spend the day managing the e–sports club’s investments and head back to Harris Group for a meeting two hours before

got into her car and was about

to start the engine when

was a call from Leif, Gwendolyn tensed

two minutes ago. She is currently standing

takes the bait after a few days of

an eye on her from

be leaving anytime soon. In fact, it seems as though she wants to

she would not be able to get the answer

getting off the phone, she started the car and headed straight for

into the ancestral hall through the crack in

kneeling before a coffee table and copying

time, the sounds of his coughing would echo throughout the

consecutive days of kneeling from the afternoon till the